Good Morning Everyone....
Will it ever quit snowing? I am soooo ready for some Spring/Summer. I seem to be spending more time looking at fishing trips on the internet. I just wanna go, catch something (fish) kill it, and cook it. Also, for those of you that laughed because I clarified what I wanted to catch...stop it...you knew exactly what I meant.
I finally got to start training on the new system at work. The concept is fantastic, and although it has been installed at several other locations there seems to be numerous "glitches." I still can hear the "Amway" song echoing thru my head. Guess we will have to wait and see.
It is quiet this morning, except for Miss Josie...running thru the house. She is a bundle of energy and I wish she could be taught to do something useful.
Lastly, before I move on...Congrats to the person that finished RT. God Bless you and I hope for only good news in your future.
Ginger...here you go...
Two elderly women were out driving in a large car - both could barely see over the dashboard. As they were cruising along, they came to an intersection. The stoplight was red, but they just went on through. The woman in the passenger seat thought to herself "I must be losing it. I could have sworn we just went through a red light."
After a few more minutes, they came to another intersection and the light was red again. Again, they went right through. The woman in the passenger seat was almost sure that the light had been red but was really concerned that she was losing it. She was getting nervous.
At the next intersection, sure enough, the light was red and they went on through. So, she turned to the other woman and said, "Mildred, did you know that we just ran through three red lights in a row? You could have killed us both!" Mildred turned to her and said, "Oh my! Am I driving?"
Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #25
Good Morning Everyone,
Can you believe how hard it is snowing and how awful it is outside?.....Hey...Wait a minute...Do I see some sunshine? My fishing poles are calling.
The Amway...I mean...computer... people have been doing training at work on the new system. I haven't been involved yet, but most of the staff are impressed with the new system. Maybe the Govt has done something right.
This morning the house is filled with the sound of sleeping kids. Miss Josie Cat did her best to wake us this morning by knocking the tv remote off of the nightstand. This normally happens at 0430. Seems she has developed a habit. Perhaps I will need to send her to rehab...or maybe just a good old fashioned kitty spanking. Oh stop it and quit looking so appalled...I do believe in corporal punishment (and pleasure). Enough of that...
It is rapidly moving towards spring, and we all know what happens in spring. A young mans thoughts turn towards thoughts of....Spring Walleye fishing. I might just try and make that trip this year. Any of you guys interested just let me know. I might also make a quick run up for a weekend....haven't decided yet. I do believe I will have dinner at The Garden though.
I guess I am gonna have to tell you about the most interesting thing from last night...There I was in Kroger's...minding my own business...and what to my wandering eyes did I see? A man down on one knee, proposing to a woman. She said yes. They hugged and kissed. Pictures were taken. Then we all went to dinner.
Wait...now lets hear the rest of the story(yes, I plagarized that). My friend Travis was introduced to his girlfriend on 021909. They fell deeply in love and have been co-habitating for some time now. Travis had wanted to propose to her in the place where she was when he first spoke with her. Aisle 12 at the Krogers in Proctorville, OH. I assisted him with this plan by...getting permission to take pictures, inviting them to dinner at my house (I had no intention of cooking), and calling to get them to stop at Krogers and pick something up for me. I called her cell phone when she was in the correct place and turned her around so that Travis could get down on his old, arthritic, debilitated knee and present her with the ring and the question. Karen's daughter was in on the surprise also. My daughter, her friend, and my girlfriend Jackie were also there. Many pictures were taken.
Travis...after the many trials and tribulations that you have been thru, you deserve this. The chance for love and happiness is within your grasp. I truly believe that the two of you are just meant to be and I wish you nothing but peace and happiness throughout the rest of your lives.
A word of advice from the old man...One must experience both ends of the spectrum in order to truly enjoy the peace in the middle.
Ginger...I didn't forget about you...
A certain little girl, when asked her name, would reply, "I'm Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter."
Her mother told her this was wrong, she must say, "I'm Jane Sugarbrown."
The Vicar spoke to her in Sunday School and said, "Aren't you Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter?"
She replied, "I thought I was, but mother says I'm not."
Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Can you believe how hard it is snowing and how awful it is outside?.....Hey...Wait a minute...Do I see some sunshine? My fishing poles are calling.
The Amway...I mean...computer... people have been doing training at work on the new system. I haven't been involved yet, but most of the staff are impressed with the new system. Maybe the Govt has done something right.
This morning the house is filled with the sound of sleeping kids. Miss Josie Cat did her best to wake us this morning by knocking the tv remote off of the nightstand. This normally happens at 0430. Seems she has developed a habit. Perhaps I will need to send her to rehab...or maybe just a good old fashioned kitty spanking. Oh stop it and quit looking so appalled...I do believe in corporal punishment (and pleasure). Enough of that...
It is rapidly moving towards spring, and we all know what happens in spring. A young mans thoughts turn towards thoughts of....Spring Walleye fishing. I might just try and make that trip this year. Any of you guys interested just let me know. I might also make a quick run up for a weekend....haven't decided yet. I do believe I will have dinner at The Garden though.
I guess I am gonna have to tell you about the most interesting thing from last night...There I was in Kroger's...minding my own business...and what to my wandering eyes did I see? A man down on one knee, proposing to a woman. She said yes. They hugged and kissed. Pictures were taken. Then we all went to dinner.
Wait...now lets hear the rest of the story(yes, I plagarized that). My friend Travis was introduced to his girlfriend on 021909. They fell deeply in love and have been co-habitating for some time now. Travis had wanted to propose to her in the place where she was when he first spoke with her. Aisle 12 at the Krogers in Proctorville, OH. I assisted him with this plan by...getting permission to take pictures, inviting them to dinner at my house (I had no intention of cooking), and calling to get them to stop at Krogers and pick something up for me. I called her cell phone when she was in the correct place and turned her around so that Travis could get down on his old, arthritic, debilitated knee and present her with the ring and the question. Karen's daughter was in on the surprise also. My daughter, her friend, and my girlfriend Jackie were also there. Many pictures were taken.
Travis...after the many trials and tribulations that you have been thru, you deserve this. The chance for love and happiness is within your grasp. I truly believe that the two of you are just meant to be and I wish you nothing but peace and happiness throughout the rest of your lives.
A word of advice from the old man...One must experience both ends of the spectrum in order to truly enjoy the peace in the middle.
Ginger...I didn't forget about you...
A certain little girl, when asked her name, would reply, "I'm Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter."
Her mother told her this was wrong, she must say, "I'm Jane Sugarbrown."
The Vicar spoke to her in Sunday School and said, "Aren't you Mr. Sugarbrown's daughter?"
She replied, "I thought I was, but mother says I'm not."
Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #24
Good morning everyone,
Lets start today off by giving thanks for the positive influences in our lives. Perhaps, we should also spend some time praying for those around us that have negative items in their lives. I am sure that we will ALL be remembered in someone's prayers.
The work week was rather busy. My regular job (as many of you know) is very hectic. I love that it is not the type of work that goes home with you. I also like the pace of the work. Next week the Amway...I mean trainers for the new system will be there. I am not looking forward to listening to the new people spew forth a canned rhetoric about how "good" their particular brand of Amway, I mean software, is.
Lets reflect on the past week. Damn, how things can change so quickly. Since this is directed at those of you "in the know" then you already know. Sorry to those that don't, but you should keep in closer contact. Guess everyone will just have to wait and see.
Bill..How about this wednesday or next? I bet you can make it out and the wine stock at Frankie D's needs to be drank down a little. Expensuve but well worth it. Just give me a yell.
Adam and Stephanie...we gotta get together and do some Sangria while we still have a DD...
Travis...dude lets kill something and grill it...Maybe on the 19th. That is the only mention of that I am going to make....everybody....please stayed tuned for a HUGE update.
I am so ready for some warm weather. I think I am going to sneak off to NC when the tuna run. Anybody else interested in trying to catch one of those 600lbs MONSTERS? And yes, I am still tallking about fish. Let me know and we will try to charter a boat.
Ginger...this one is for you...
Theory of M&M Evolution
Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species.
To this end, I hold M&M duels.
Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger,I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the "loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round.
I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theatre of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world.
Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength. In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment.
When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to: M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc. Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3x5 card reading, "Please use this M&M for breeding purposes."
Wel...until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Lets start today off by giving thanks for the positive influences in our lives. Perhaps, we should also spend some time praying for those around us that have negative items in their lives. I am sure that we will ALL be remembered in someone's prayers.
The work week was rather busy. My regular job (as many of you know) is very hectic. I love that it is not the type of work that goes home with you. I also like the pace of the work. Next week the Amway...I mean trainers for the new system will be there. I am not looking forward to listening to the new people spew forth a canned rhetoric about how "good" their particular brand of Amway, I mean software, is.
Lets reflect on the past week. Damn, how things can change so quickly. Since this is directed at those of you "in the know" then you already know. Sorry to those that don't, but you should keep in closer contact. Guess everyone will just have to wait and see.
Bill..How about this wednesday or next? I bet you can make it out and the wine stock at Frankie D's needs to be drank down a little. Expensuve but well worth it. Just give me a yell.
Adam and Stephanie...we gotta get together and do some Sangria while we still have a DD...
Travis...dude lets kill something and grill it...Maybe on the 19th. That is the only mention of that I am going to make....everybody....please stayed tuned for a HUGE update.
I am so ready for some warm weather. I think I am going to sneak off to NC when the tuna run. Anybody else interested in trying to catch one of those 600lbs MONSTERS? And yes, I am still tallking about fish. Let me know and we will try to charter a boat.
Ginger...this one is for you...
Theory of M&M Evolution
Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species.
To this end, I hold M&M duels.
Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger,I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the "loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round.
I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theatre of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world.
Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength. In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment.
When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to: M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc. Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3x5 card reading, "Please use this M&M for breeding purposes."
Wel...until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #23
Good morning everyone....Seems as if today will be filled with wet snow. I hope everyone is safe,warm, and dry.
The past few weeks, work has been filled with...work. Not very much to be said about that. The bills just keep coming and we just keep trying to push them out the door. The boss tells us that a new system is being implemented. It is so easy to use that we basically are shutting down for two weeks and going to training to learn to use it. Every morning during our meeting we discuss the new system. I think next week we get to sing the Amway ....I mean...new system song. They have spent more time trying to convince us the new system is great than a Kirby sweeper salesman spends selling his sweeper. Since the implementation of the last new system we still haven't stopped working overtime. Wonder how far this one will spread out the OT?
Lets talk Superbowl. Two really good teams. Two great quarterbacks. Only one gets to win. I would so much like to see a Saints victory, but my senses tell me....
Colts 28 and the Saints 17 This one will be a yawner, unless Manning takes a BIG HIT AND goes down AND is not 100% when he goes back to the huddle. Should that happen watch the Saints defense gain some confidence and create some turnovers.
Is it time to go fishing yet?
Ginger...I didn't forget you...
Tired of having to balance his wife Cindy's checkbook, Mike made a deal with her; he would look at it, but only after she had spent a few hours trying to wrestle it into shape.
The following night, after spending hours poring over stubs and figures, Cindy said proudly, "I've done it! I made it balance!"
Impressed, Mike came over to take a look. "Let's see... mortgage 550.00, electricity 70.50, phone 35.00." His brow wrinkled as he read the last entry. "It says here ESP, $615. What the heck is that?"
"Oh," she said, "That means, Error Some Place!"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.
The past few weeks, work has been filled with...work. Not very much to be said about that. The bills just keep coming and we just keep trying to push them out the door. The boss tells us that a new system is being implemented. It is so easy to use that we basically are shutting down for two weeks and going to training to learn to use it. Every morning during our meeting we discuss the new system. I think next week we get to sing the Amway ....I mean...new system song. They have spent more time trying to convince us the new system is great than a Kirby sweeper salesman spends selling his sweeper. Since the implementation of the last new system we still haven't stopped working overtime. Wonder how far this one will spread out the OT?
Lets talk Superbowl. Two really good teams. Two great quarterbacks. Only one gets to win. I would so much like to see a Saints victory, but my senses tell me....
Colts 28 and the Saints 17 This one will be a yawner, unless Manning takes a BIG HIT AND goes down AND is not 100% when he goes back to the huddle. Should that happen watch the Saints defense gain some confidence and create some turnovers.
Is it time to go fishing yet?
Ginger...I didn't forget you...
Tired of having to balance his wife Cindy's checkbook, Mike made a deal with her; he would look at it, but only after she had spent a few hours trying to wrestle it into shape.
The following night, after spending hours poring over stubs and figures, Cindy said proudly, "I've done it! I made it balance!"
Impressed, Mike came over to take a look. "Let's see... mortgage 550.00, electricity 70.50, phone 35.00." His brow wrinkled as he read the last entry. "It says here ESP, $615. What the heck is that?"
"Oh," she said, "That means, Error Some Place!"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #22
Good morning everyone...
As you can see the Blog is right on time today. That means that the "wild" that was welling up inside of me was snowed out. There is always next time.
The work week was fairly uneventful. Nothing major and nothing really all that interesting to report. I suppose I could update you on the ex wife. Oh...wait there is no update because she won't come in and sign the paperwork so that I can get the title to my truck. There is some talk of asking the judge to appoint a special "commisioner" to sign the paperwork. The biggest drawback is that
I would back in court fighting over payment to the "commisioner" for performing a function she is supposed to do. There has also been some discussion as the whether or not she is in violation of the Court Order and if the Judge should issue a warrant and have her to answer that. Nothing solid yet, but stayed tuned for further updates.
Spring is approaching and I am so ready. Fishing, camping, and the great outdoors await. I might try sneaking up to Canada a couple of days this year. I do know that I am headed south for some VACATION.
Teresa...Congrats...and I knew you would like this blog. I hope that all goes well.
Ginger...here is one for you...
The Lion and the Mime
One day an out-of-work mime is visiting the zoo and attempts to earn some money as a street performer.
However, as soon as he starts to draw a crowd, the zookeeper grabs him and drags him into his office.
The zookeeper explains to the mime that the zoo's most popular attraction, a gorilla, has died suddenly. The keeper fears that attendance at the zoo will fall off. He offers the mime a job to dress up as the gorilla until they can get another one. The mime accepts.
The next morning, before the crowd arrives, the mime puts on the gorilla suit and enters the cage. He discovers that it's a great job. He can sleep all he wants, play and make fun of people and he draws bigger crowds than he ever did as a mime.
However, eventually the crowds tire of him and he gets bored just swinging on tires. He begins to notice that the people are paying more attention to the lion in the cage next to his.
Not wanting to lose the attention of his audience, he climbs to the top of his cage, crawls across a partition, and dangles from the top to the lion's cage. Of course, this makes the lion furious, but the crowd loves it.
At the end of the day the zookeeper comes and gives the mime a raise for being such a good attraction as a gorilla.
Well, this goes on for some time. The mime keeps taunting the lion, the crowds grow larger, and his salary keeps going up. Then one terrible day when he is dangling over the furious lion, he slips and falls. The mime is terrified. The lion gathers itself and prepares to pounce. The mime is so scared that he begins to run round and round the cage with the lion close behind.
Finally, the mime starts screaming and yelling, "Help, Help me!", but the lion is quick and pounces. The mime soon finds himself flat on his back looking up at the angry lion and the lion says, "Shut up you idiot! Do you want to get us both fired?"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
As you can see the Blog is right on time today. That means that the "wild" that was welling up inside of me was snowed out. There is always next time.
The work week was fairly uneventful. Nothing major and nothing really all that interesting to report. I suppose I could update you on the ex wife. Oh...wait there is no update because she won't come in and sign the paperwork so that I can get the title to my truck. There is some talk of asking the judge to appoint a special "commisioner" to sign the paperwork. The biggest drawback is that
I would back in court fighting over payment to the "commisioner" for performing a function she is supposed to do. There has also been some discussion as the whether or not she is in violation of the Court Order and if the Judge should issue a warrant and have her to answer that. Nothing solid yet, but stayed tuned for further updates.
Spring is approaching and I am so ready. Fishing, camping, and the great outdoors await. I might try sneaking up to Canada a couple of days this year. I do know that I am headed south for some VACATION.
Teresa...Congrats...and I knew you would like this blog. I hope that all goes well.
Ginger...here is one for you...
The Lion and the Mime
One day an out-of-work mime is visiting the zoo and attempts to earn some money as a street performer.
However, as soon as he starts to draw a crowd, the zookeeper grabs him and drags him into his office.
The zookeeper explains to the mime that the zoo's most popular attraction, a gorilla, has died suddenly. The keeper fears that attendance at the zoo will fall off. He offers the mime a job to dress up as the gorilla until they can get another one. The mime accepts.
The next morning, before the crowd arrives, the mime puts on the gorilla suit and enters the cage. He discovers that it's a great job. He can sleep all he wants, play and make fun of people and he draws bigger crowds than he ever did as a mime.
However, eventually the crowds tire of him and he gets bored just swinging on tires. He begins to notice that the people are paying more attention to the lion in the cage next to his.
Not wanting to lose the attention of his audience, he climbs to the top of his cage, crawls across a partition, and dangles from the top to the lion's cage. Of course, this makes the lion furious, but the crowd loves it.
At the end of the day the zookeeper comes and gives the mime a raise for being such a good attraction as a gorilla.
Well, this goes on for some time. The mime keeps taunting the lion, the crowds grow larger, and his salary keeps going up. Then one terrible day when he is dangling over the furious lion, he slips and falls. The mime is terrified. The lion gathers itself and prepares to pounce. The mime is so scared that he begins to run round and round the cage with the lion close behind.
Finally, the mime starts screaming and yelling, "Help, Help me!", but the lion is quick and pounces. The mime soon finds himself flat on his back looking up at the angry lion and the lion says, "Shut up you idiot! Do you want to get us both fired?"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #21
Good morning everyone...
This morning I would like to start with the recovery effort in Haiti. My prayers go out to the people there that have been devastated by such an awesome act of nature. I would also like to say congratulations to Sherry on the wonderful news she just received....C'mon now..."Fight like a girl."
I spoke with my lawyer's office on friday. The ex wife has still not signed the paperwork so that I can obtain the title to my truck. I am not even going to get pissy with/about her on here...enough is enough. Just stop and sign the form.
My house is very quiet this morning. Josie Cat is asleep beside of me and there are the sounds of 14 y/o girls sleeping in the other room. The only real noise is the clicking of the keyboard keys. As the days have slowly trickled by, I find myself becoming settled and much calmer. Yesterday as I talked with friends, I felt the WILD welling up inside of me. I am not sure what is gonna happen but it usually leaves a scar of some sort. I believe next weekend may prove to be interesting. Stay tuned for more updates on this.
Since this a reflection I guess there should be some talk of the past week. There were some real jaw droppers (Ya Think!?). My answer to them are...I don't plow the other man's field. 'Nuff said.
The other reflections from the past week refer back to the people I have been in contact with. I suppose the only thing to say to that is...I am who I am and that is who I always will be.
The last item of business...I have ice again!!!!!! Thanks dude...although if you had waited until I got here I would have helped you run the line.
Ginger this one is for you...
There were two old guys, Abe and Sol, sitting on a bench in a park feeding pigeons and talking about baseball, just like they did every day. Abe turns to Sol and says, "Do you think there's baseball in heaven?"
Sol thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno, Abe. But let's make a deal: If I die first, I will come back and tell you -- and if you die first, you come back and tell me -- if there is baseball in heaven."
They shake on it and, sadly, a few months later poor Abe passes on. One day soon afterward, Sol is sitting there feeding the pigeons by himself when he hears a voice whisper, "Sol... Sol...."
Sol responds, "Abe! Is that you?"
"Yes it is Sol," whispers the spirit of Abe.
Sol, still amazed, asks, "So, is there baseball in heaven?"
"Well," says Abe says, "I got good news and I got bad news."
"Gimme the good news first," says Sol.
Abe says, "Well... there is baseball in heaven."
Sol says, "That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?"
Abe sighs and whispers, "You're pitching on Friday."
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
This morning I would like to start with the recovery effort in Haiti. My prayers go out to the people there that have been devastated by such an awesome act of nature. I would also like to say congratulations to Sherry on the wonderful news she just received....C'mon now..."Fight like a girl."
I spoke with my lawyer's office on friday. The ex wife has still not signed the paperwork so that I can obtain the title to my truck. I am not even going to get pissy with/about her on here...enough is enough. Just stop and sign the form.
My house is very quiet this morning. Josie Cat is asleep beside of me and there are the sounds of 14 y/o girls sleeping in the other room. The only real noise is the clicking of the keyboard keys. As the days have slowly trickled by, I find myself becoming settled and much calmer. Yesterday as I talked with friends, I felt the WILD welling up inside of me. I am not sure what is gonna happen but it usually leaves a scar of some sort. I believe next weekend may prove to be interesting. Stay tuned for more updates on this.
Since this a reflection I guess there should be some talk of the past week. There were some real jaw droppers (Ya Think!?). My answer to them are...I don't plow the other man's field. 'Nuff said.
The other reflections from the past week refer back to the people I have been in contact with. I suppose the only thing to say to that is...I am who I am and that is who I always will be.
The last item of business...I have ice again!!!!!! Thanks dude...although if you had waited until I got here I would have helped you run the line.
Ginger this one is for you...
There were two old guys, Abe and Sol, sitting on a bench in a park feeding pigeons and talking about baseball, just like they did every day. Abe turns to Sol and says, "Do you think there's baseball in heaven?"
Sol thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno, Abe. But let's make a deal: If I die first, I will come back and tell you -- and if you die first, you come back and tell me -- if there is baseball in heaven."
They shake on it and, sadly, a few months later poor Abe passes on. One day soon afterward, Sol is sitting there feeding the pigeons by himself when he hears a voice whisper, "Sol... Sol...."
Sol responds, "Abe! Is that you?"
"Yes it is Sol," whispers the spirit of Abe.
Sol, still amazed, asks, "So, is there baseball in heaven?"
"Well," says Abe says, "I got good news and I got bad news."
"Gimme the good news first," says Sol.
Abe says, "Well... there is baseball in heaven."
Sol says, "That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?"
Abe sighs and whispers, "You're pitching on Friday."
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #20
Good morning everyone...Let me start today by asking everyone to please pray for some speedy help to arrive in Haiti.
Its the weekend. Pure and simple. I hope everyone has a good one. Mine is rather slow and quiet, even though it is a 3 day weekend. I am working a shift at Beech Fork. That will be fun. As fun as working can be I suppose.
Tax season is approaching rapidly. I am hoping "Uncle Sam" is kind this year.
Through the course of our lives many issues come and go. Often, we believe the circle has closed and the item has gone away. Seems lately that a few issues that I thought had come full circle and were closed have re-opened (OK, stop it...its not what you first thought. THERE IS NO CHANCE OF THAT EVER HAPPENING).
Contentment reigns thoughout the Knight household. All is well here. The freedoms that America gives us along with my spirit combine to make my life good and interesting, or at least interesting enough for me. I am looking forward to springtime, but would like to pull off one more winter fling. Perhaps a trip to somewhere. I am not sure where, or with who, but I feel the urge. Maybe next week I will have more definite plans.
Ginger...here you go...
When I go to casinos, the most ridiculous sign I see is the one that says..."If you have a gambling problem, call 1-800- GAMBLER."
So, I call them and say, "I have an ace and a six. The dealer has a seven. What do I do?"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.
Its the weekend. Pure and simple. I hope everyone has a good one. Mine is rather slow and quiet, even though it is a 3 day weekend. I am working a shift at Beech Fork. That will be fun. As fun as working can be I suppose.
Tax season is approaching rapidly. I am hoping "Uncle Sam" is kind this year.
Through the course of our lives many issues come and go. Often, we believe the circle has closed and the item has gone away. Seems lately that a few issues that I thought had come full circle and were closed have re-opened (OK, stop it...its not what you first thought. THERE IS NO CHANCE OF THAT EVER HAPPENING).
Contentment reigns thoughout the Knight household. All is well here. The freedoms that America gives us along with my spirit combine to make my life good and interesting, or at least interesting enough for me. I am looking forward to springtime, but would like to pull off one more winter fling. Perhaps a trip to somewhere. I am not sure where, or with who, but I feel the urge. Maybe next week I will have more definite plans.
Ginger...here you go...
When I go to casinos, the most ridiculous sign I see is the one that says..."If you have a gambling problem, call 1-800- GAMBLER."
So, I call them and say, "I have an ace and a six. The dealer has a seven. What do I do?"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.
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